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• Artist : The Game
• Song   : Murder
• Album  : N/A

This is a brand new track by American West Coast hip hop recording artist, The Game titled "Murder" released for free as part of his 'Sunday Service' weekly music giveaway. It is actually a leftover from Jesus Piece. "Murder" features Scarface and Kendrick Lamar. 'Jesus Piece', his latest fifth studio album was released on December 11, 2012 with features from Lil Wayne, Big Sean, J. Cole, Jamie Foxx, Wiz Khalifa, Tyga and Chris Brown among others.

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The Game Murder Lyrics :-

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[Verse 1: The Game]
Starin’ at Marilyn Monroe’s silhouette while smokin’ my first cigarette
Listenin’ to Marvin ask his father about his death
How you shoot a n-gga out, then shoot a n-gga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin’ when he died
You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide?
I don’t…
It’s either kill or you be killed
Ten pints of blood per human, ain’t no refills
One thing about us humans, n-gga, we kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, f-ck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, f-ck did he kill?
That ain’t none of my business, though
But I’m the type of motherf-cker make it his business, so
Open the book and turn that page
It reads Arthur Ashe died from aids, no
That’s murder, n-gga

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

[Verse 2: The Game]
Malcolm X standing on that stage
It was staged for him to see that gauge…
Murder, n-gga
Doctor King outside that room
Who knew that he would die that soon?
That’s murder, n-gga
JFK sittin’ in that drop
He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top
It’s murder, musicjuzz.blogspot n-gga
Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac
They both was ridin’ passenger when they got shot, it’s murder
Who the f-ck killed Michael Jackson, his physician?
He died slow in his music, you ain’t really listen
Now his daughter gettin’ slapped by his sister
And that’s probably gon’ kill they mama
So I’m sorry Ms. Jackson, I’m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy
Might shed a tear but ain’t no sissy
‘Cause Whitney’s sill with me
And her death kinda hurt a n-gga
So let’s get back to talkin’ ‘bout murder, n-gga
John Lennon got shot in the back
And Paul McCartney couldn’t do sh-t ‘bout that
‘Cause it was murder, n-gga
Listen, this ain’t about you and me
It’s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P.
And how they shot down Sam Cooke
Twelve years of school and it ain’t in one damn book
Lee Harvey Oswald ‘bout to serve a sentence
From the crowd comes a revolver
That’s murder, n-gga

Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

[Verse 3: Scarface]
Gaspin’ for air, n-ggas cling on
Tryin’ to fight the inevitable, sing on
You hear that fat lady warmin’ up?
The end came without a warning, huh?
Them n-ggas real with them rags on
n-ggas get killed ‘bout them flags, homes
The Game told you what the play was
So it don’t matter what you say, cuz
Say Blood, these n-ggas livin’ what they die by
You out here playin’ while these n-ggas doin’ drive-bys
If murder was the case that they gave Snoop
Then how the f-ck you think they gon’ save you?
Them n-ggas played you
You doin’ stand up
You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up
Don’t turn this to a 1-8-7
I have you leanin’ on the stairway to Heaven
Spittin’ blood, these are tales from the hood
Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good
Wish a motherf-cker would try to play me like a toy
You get a bullet in your motherf-ckin’ head, homeboy
The people sayin’ that a drug overdose killed Hendrix
They bullsh-tted…
It was murder
Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding
That’s how they said it, but it was murder
The cops kill us at alarming rates
They point they guns at the ones they hate
If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down
Then how the f-ck did he die just now?
Murder, murder

Murder…
Murder kill kill
They killin’ motherf-ckers still
And I’m just tellin’ y’all the real
n-gga, murder murder murder
n-gga, kill kill kill
For real

Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

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• Artist : Game
• Song   : Name Me King
• Album  : Jesus Piece

New hot track called "Name Me King" by American hip hop recording artist, Game leaked to the mainstream recently. It features Grammy nominated American hip hop artist, Pusha T. The track is confirmed to be included in his upcoming fifth studio album 'Jesus Piece' expected to be released on December 11, 2012 in the United States.

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Game Name Me King Lyrics :-

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[Hook:Game + Pusha T]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya' honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away in white horses
Name Me King (x2)

[Verse 1:Game]
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, lamborghini is gorgeous
Phantom in the courtyard, 400 horses
Growl make the tower fall, 911 Porsches
Number 9 Jordans pause the Air Forces
Kush clouds, blunts lit by Olympic torches
Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes
n-ggas got Breitlings to burn
Loyalty to musicjuzz.blogspot earn
Royalty to who it may concern this is Los Angeles King Snapback
Sipping 'tron out the Stanley cup, I don't give a f-ck
Drown them in the moat and let the bridge up
My son, my heir in Nike Airs
Named my little n-gga King meaning you should bow at his feet before God intervene
Even when I was in front of triple beams
Stack paper to the ceiling, to the fiends I was king

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

[Verse 2:Pusha T]
Raise your glass for the last of the Kingpins
The crown in the Maserati grill is mingling
Rollies cross oceans like Frank out in England
The Gay Pride bezel rainbow like it's spring again
Haah crack rock, crack rock n-gga
My SC430 was a drop n-gga
Go figure, this n-gga play goldfish
My only pet was fish scale not a goldfish
My young baby sitter now my old b-tch
Blowjobs cause what I sold made her nose itch (YEAGHHHHH!)
It's the king being crowned, watch my predecessor fall like the sun going down (God!)
It's sunset, this is Sun Tzu (War!)
He paved the way I brought a ton through (Whooo!)
Been on his heels like a gum shoe
He took the throne so I could run through (YEAGHHHHH!)

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

[Verse 3:Game]
Rose petals at my feet when I'm stepping out the Rolls
The royal penis is clean, Versace belt gold
Sweatin' like a slave where them pies get sold
Accompanied by fourteen karats stold
Adjust the temperature let the heat rise up like Jesus shuttles worth in that glass jar
Blue flame glowing like a Avatar
Five more minutes says the silent gold hand going 'round on my Audemar
Angels in the wing, ass naked do your thing
Show me what that baking soda bring
Do it for your king
Every time I look up, they cook up
I be the master of them p's I got the hook up
From New Orleans to Virginia
I told her stuff them pies in her Virginia
Never been caught, can't be bought, she's a winner
Flying south for the winter make it back home for dinner

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

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• Artist : Game
• Song : Born In The Trap
• Album : The R.E.D. Album

Wow, That was HOT! Another new track by Game from his eagerly-awaited upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' titled "Born In The Trap". It was produced by the legendary DJ Premier. 'The R.E.D. Album' is due to be released on August 23, 2011 through Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records after almost two years of delays since late 2009.

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Game Born In The Trap Lyrics :-

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I was born in the crosshairs without a pot to piss in
When n-ggas get smoked over Jordans and they pippins
Welcome to California, nah it ain't as cold as New York
But life is a b-tch out here, word to Too Short
Wack was the shooter, so we called him Toni Kukoc
Gangbanging had us addicted like it was Newports
Whoever thought that it was red like petroleum
Now BP Connect got us praying to holy men
Just had a daughter almost named her Patrina
If I raise her right then maybe she can take over Fima
Spike Lee in New Orleans shooting documentaries
And Game still in Cali eating off the Documentary
Take him to the cemetry, I mean the cemetery
Where everybody boxed in, refrigerator Perry

And every little f-ck up they blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like T.I., born in the trap
And every little f-ck up they blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like Gucci, born in the trap
And every little f-ck up they blame it on Barack
Cause he's just like Jeezy, born in the trap
And every little f-ck up my gun she go brap
Cause he's just like Outkast, born in the trap

So what's going on with you faggots
And what you gonna do when your swagger no longer mad as
And your b-tch ain't the baddest cause she in the mid 40's
And your Phantom played out so you hating on the shortys
Cause they run around like they was your age when you was your age
f-cking b-tches raw cause now the world ain't got no age
Yeah, 2 thousand 50 on you n-ggas
Gold musicjuzz.blogspot.com diggers
I used to around like you, run the town like you
Walk my red nose and clown like you
But it got old like Betty White
This rap sh-t real deep like Barry White
Reminiscing on them days I used to carry white
Walking through them crip hoods in them Cherry Nights
Now I live the married live
Walking in the house to them home cooked meals
Joined American Express...

n-ggas still got they hands out begging for a stack
Just like Goodie Mob I was born in the trap
n-ggas still got they hands out begging for a stack
But just like Luda I was born in the trap
Leeches still got they hands out begging for a stack
But like Soulja Boy I was born in the trap
Broke ass n-ggas still begging for a stack
Take it from Shawty Lo n-gga, learn how to trap

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : Belee Dat
• Album : Hood Morning (No Typo): Candy Coronas mixtape

A brand new jam titled "Belee Dat" by American rapper and West Coast hip hop artist, The Game featuring Lil Wayne and Birdman. The track is expected to be featured in The Game's latest mixtape 'Hood Morning (No Typo): Candy Coronas' dropping on August 1st. Radio friendly tune. Nice track.

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The Game Belee Dat Lyrics :-

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[Birdman:]
Can you believe that?
Can you believe that?
Belee dat!

[Game:]
The way that paint drippin it's gonna be a bloody summer
22 inches, all-red everything, that's soo woo business
Holla atchya 5 4 3 2 1 b-tch in the coppet
And my knot's sick – I'll
I've got a million in my maze
Red cardinal fitted, b-tches feel me in the [?]
Red rubies in my watch and my chain
Catch me in wade county, I'm the king like james
Throwing the red flags like I'm charging on the play
Tune – this sh-t retarded, I need a red helmet
And I'm all about my cake: red velvet
You can't help it, gotta see what I got
It's like ripley's: believe it or not
You tell me

[Birdman:]
Can you believe that?
Can you believe that?
Belee dat!

[Lil Wayne:]
I'm a b, believe that
Stop playing, I go hard, I go he man
Young tune, break em off like a tree branch
Putting you in hot water: tea bag
All-black maybach, part [?]
And I just ordered your girlfriend some kneepads
Can you believe the unbelievable?
b-tch, I'm higher than Venus. Serena too...
Yeah, game, holla atchya: soo woo!
Young money b-tch, we cold like two scoops
That b-tch [?]
Gotta make them a believer

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : She Wanna Have My Baby
• Album : N/A

The Game lets loose this new song titled "She Wanna Have My Baby" featuring American R&B singer, Trey Songz. Still fresh out of the oven. It is said to be a cut off his forthcoming studio album, 'The R.E.D. Album' set to be released in late August, 2011 but no official news yet. Just give it a listen.

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The Game She Wanna Have My Baby Lyrics :-

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[Trey Songz:]
Le'gggo
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh

[Verse 1: Game]
Everybody f-cking Amber Rose
Is the p-ssy good? Only Kanye camera knows
And who this Tami hoe telling me and Trey shooting a video
In a month and she can get a cameo
SMH TTM musicjuzz.blogspot.com five star we be them
LOL hide my bbm ain't got my bbm
Lou Vuiton he be in 'tron got em queasy and
My Money ain't Young that's my n-gga Lil' Weezy and 'em
I keep one rolled like Wiz Khalifa and 'em
Got some college hoes what wanna smoke a swisha sweet with him
They ain't no Lauren Londons but they got that Megan Good
They use that Photoshop to get their ass up out the hood
And it's all good with us n-ggas mayne
I said it's all good cause I'm a trigger man
Yeah she said she wanna have Jayceon kid
I told that b-tch you better off with Jason kid

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

[Verse 2: Game]
How many b-tches in the club just to f-ck a platinum rapper
Poking microscopic holes into the Magnum rappers
Hoping on the d-ck but I ain't throwing carrots at ya
You ain't gon' Worldstar me I ain't your average rapper
You drinking all the Goose then b-tch I ain't finna pay
You don't look like your Twitter avatar anyway
b-tch you look like an Avatar anyway
And that's the same b-tch that was stalking Fab' ain't it Trey? (Yup)
And this is how I know you're giving free head
If you was getting paid, the bottom of your shoe would be red
But it ain't, she claiming she a saint
But as soon she see Dwight she go hard in the paint
But her girlfriend the type you wanna take home
Throw a little Drake on it really shouldn't take long
Then she told me that she wanna meet Trey Songz
I told that b-tch strip and start singing all Trey song's

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : Monsters In My Head
• Album : The R.E.D. Album

"Monsters In My Head" is another track off rapper, The Game's to-be-released fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.'. The album which is scheduled to be released somewhere around mid or late 2011 also marks a return to Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records.

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[Verse 1]
I'm sitting here watching my daughter being born
Feel like I should thank God that nothing went wrong
Back in my days I was headed straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause enemies never stay far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my older brothers
Cause they was always into sh-t, good thing we had different mothers
Playing football in the streets with the homies
And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared
Mama at the post office working that late night shift
Taking care of my sisters cause my daddy wasn't sh-t
Sweating over the stove and on a school clothes
Open the refrigerator like where did the food go?
Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Even when sh-t goes wrong it's part of God's plan, Amen

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 2]
Laying here staring at this Doggystyle poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is going on?
In a n-gga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, that was the night scene
And like the movies, n-ggas musicjuzz.blogspot.com act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the rules
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I started forming my crew
Getting a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, trying to get by or getting high
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them cowards die
Pay 'em no mind but keep my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no n-gga can see me I think they're going blind

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 3]
Seemed like just yesterday a n-gga was only 21
Showing the little homies how to use a f-cking gun
Now look what I become, n-gga was on the run
From the coptom slums, they right, like father like son
But I'm missing them days when I couldn't roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to only drive it once
Yeah them was the days but now a n-gga getting paid
Pouring down rose for my n-ggas in the grave
My n-gga Big Will and my homie P D
Feel like yesterday we was just running in the streets
And I swear to God funny how the time fly
And the only thing certain is that we all die
So let your soul fly

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

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• Artist : Travis Barker
• Song : Can A Drummer Get Some? (Remix)
• Album : N/A

New joint by blink-182 drummer, Travis Barker featuring Swizz Beatz, Game Lil Wayne and Rick Ross called "Can A Drummer Get Some? Remix" surfaced recently. It is originally a track by Barker taken from his first solo album 'Give the Drummer Some', released on March 15, 2011.

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Travis Barker Can A Drummer Get Some? (Remix) Lyrics :-

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[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Game]
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Draped in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, musicjuzz.blogspot.com give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, tune is chillin, ready and willing
N-gga I’m eating, happy thanks giving
Walking on the ceiling with my running shoes on
Life is too short, my money too long
Come into my zone, I’mma do you wrong
Life is an adventure, Indiana Jones
She a bad bitch, I give a dog a bone
My name is Weezy baby not Sylvester Stallone
And thats word to my drummer
Word to my drummer
Talk shit, but my shit backed up, need a plumber
Colder than a bitch wearing furs in the summers
Digg deep in that pussy, search and discover
I’m a beast, pockets on obese
Police, I Hate You So Much Right Now, Kelis
It’s a Young Money show, go head take a seat
Red bandana big beat muthaf-cka

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Swizz Beatz]
They know me, yep, yep they know me
Back in the days I was the little homie
Now I’m doing good and theyt act like they don’t know me
Why the hell they always act phoney
Yeah, I grew up from the roaches and the rats
They in my bed, I couldn’t stand that
Bread every night did I ever get away from that
And all they worry bout is where my ice at
Damn, dog, where ya life at
Ya heard that I fell and you kind liked that
You thinking that I owe you, but it’s not like that
Damn, you want the World but oyu gotta work for that
Chilling like a Rockstar listening to ether
Bumping through your speakers, know I gotta heat this
Rockin’ don’t stop, you know I’m rocking don’t stop
Travis Barker make this whole place rock

[Hook]

[Rick Ross]
Tupac and Juice riding mers? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

[Swizz Beatz - x2]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : Red Nation
• Album : The R.E.D

This is hot! Introducing a hot new song titled "Red Nation" performed by the West Coast rapper, The Game taken from his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.' scheduled for release somewhere around mid or late 2011 through Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records. Produced by Cool & Dre, the song features vocals from rapper Lil Wayne.

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[Game - Verse 1]
Throw your muthaf-cking Cincinnati hats in the sky
N-gga don’t ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max ’95′s
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June
Any n-gga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man ‘Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin’ switches to the Spring Break, Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don’t live in Judah’s eyes
Half of these rappers weren’t trappin’ when I was choppin’ the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma “won’t you decide”
She chose Doc, first day I poured ? like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is musicjuzz.blogspot.com ride
Before I turn on ‘em I kill Satan and stick my red flag in the ground
It’s Red Nation!!!

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til that b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I’m no where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 2]
N-ggas’ll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur’s halo
One blood, plural, n-gga I’m spendin’ Euro’s
Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough
I’m up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it aint never all good
We roll up in backwoods, n-gga get to actin’ stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
Los Angeles, home of the scandalous
Pimp, hoes and gamblers
98 degree’s on Christmas
N-gga we rollin’ cannibus
Swisha sweet aint it, I told her I’m Charles Louboutin
The b-tch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That’s my Chi-lingo, yeah I’m bi-lingual
Ball by myself, Ochocinco
Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars
And everybody bleed out here, word to God

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 3]
Russia got a Red Flag
US got Red Stripes
Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes
Che Guevara of the New Era, test me
Louieville slugger, you’ll get buried in my era
Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum
Walk in the club saggin’ with a 38 magnum
Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin’ on a hill like Lauren
Her and the car foreign
Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on
And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan
Where my n-gga Jim Jones at?
Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song
And while I’m out here, I might as well go shopping
And put this new bad b-tch I got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin’ ass n-ggas want me dead
Cause I’m Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : Taylor Made
• Album : Purp & Patron mixtape

"Taylor Made", fresh new song by American rapper, The Game featuring Wiz Khalifa taken from his latest third mixtape 'Purp & Patron' released recently. The 29-track double disc mixtape features some big guns such as Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre Lil Wayne, Travis Barker and Rick Ross. While an exact release date for his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' has yet-to-be confirmed, the album should land in stores by 2011.

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The Game Taylor Made Lyrics :-

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[Game - Chorus]
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my n-gga Wiz and I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes
Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang
Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane
We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane
So throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

[Game]
I wake up in the morning to Red Converse
Dre Beats on, listening to Bomb first
You got a hangover n-gga, mine's worse
Haze got me kicking knowledge like a Nas verse
sh-t be complicated like out of towners
trying to understand why we say waddup Blood
but we musicjuzz.blogspot.com not related
That's how Compton made it,
so don't run around yelling Soo Woo without a Chuck Taylor confirmation
On that documentary sh-t I shocked the nation
Muhammad Ali sh-t like I boxed in Vegas
When it come to beef sh-t, n-gga I'm the greatest
I knew I was next the night they shot Pac in Vegas
I ain't a killer but don't push me
I see a b-tch looking, I'mma end up in her pussy
See ya later, f-ck haters, cause b-tch we Taylors
b-tch we major

[Game - Chorus]
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my n-gga Wiz and I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes
Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang
Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane
We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane
Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

[Wiz Khalifa Verse]
Probably heard I'm the tightest
And I heard that you never smoked so I rolled it, you light it
And I heard that you liked it
And I welcome you to my world you've been cordially invited
Now I got the whole world excited
Know every word when they heard that I write it
Know I can f-ck every girl cause my jewelry the brightest, and my herb is the lightest
Some n-ggas mad I made it, blame it all on perfect timing
I say I made it big cause I stuck to the cursive writing
These n-ggas rather be a has-been then not be famous at all
I learned you ain't really gotta be famous to ball
I'm hustling hard, and turning b-tches to custumers soon as they get in front of us,
Bad hoes after the shows rushing up
Baby them n-ggas clowns talk down but they look up to us
May look the same but I'm nothing like them suckas
So f-ck what them n-ggas sayin' and keep reppin' the gang

[Game - Chorus]

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• Artist : The Game
• Song : Su Woo
• Album : Purp & Patron mixtape

A brand new track titled "Su Woo" by rapper, The Game featuring Lil Wayne surfaced recently. It is off his brand new released 'Purp & Patron' mixtape available for free download on popular mixtape sites. The mixtape, hosted by DJ Skee and Funk Master Flex, gives the West Coast rapper's fans a preview of his highly anticipated album "R.E.D.," slated for release later this year. Say soowooo! Soowoo!

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The Game Su Woo Lyrics :-

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[Lil Wayne]
Pardon my gang affil,
But you’re stepping on a rod in the danger field
Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to kill
Hahaha, Old b-tch ass n-gga,
Abercrombie and Fitch ass n-gga,
I talk rich sh-t because I’m a rich ass n-gga,
I hope you in the zone because I pitch fast n-gga,
Ha, I smoke something b-tch,
My money comes faster than the roadrunner b-tch
I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder
Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you like numbers
Haha, b-tch n-gga we might jump ya
2 Step all in yo face, we might Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the right side
East side until I die

[Chorus:]
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[Game]
Young Money,
And thats perfect cause perfect is to me
What’s perfect as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So capitalize the P cause perfect is Godly
Black Wall Street, the perfect family The Cosby
All I need is a perfect b-tch
How’s B, I passed the baton on Solange
I’m sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I can’t see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Four Visas
N-ggas f-cking with Weezy, I will slow leak em
Hang em from a telephone pole like my old Sneakers
Red bandana for no musicjuzz.blogspot.com reason
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin’, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[Game]
Can’t stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangutan’s
I’ll show you how bangers bang
Four five cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking painters came
Dead wrong aint it man
I told n-ggas I aint a Game
All black gold chain, looking like the saint is playin’
He sold a milli, I’m vanilli
So it aint a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing paper planes
Riding through the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob frames
We disappear like David Blaine
And pop up at the Lakers game
They playing the C’s with Paul Pierce Throwing The B’s
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a head shot
I’m one blood, he’s the Carter with the dread locks
My whole team run base, we the f-cking Red Sox!

[Chorus] X2
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo!
Everybody say Su Woo, Su Woo, Su Woo! X3
Black Wall Street!

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